Chapter 42: Power of War Soul

Even though he would eventually have to kill Master Guiyan, it didn’t conflict with exterminating the sect. But if he killed Master Guiyan now, and then took out a few elders, the others might just flee. When dealing with enemies, one must pull the weed out by the roots. Otherwise, if they harbor hatred around the Feixian Sect, it would be troublesome if Ji Linghan and Luo Yuan get ambushed as soon as they step out. He couldn’t let them off easy, so what should he do? Luckily, Master Guiyan soon resolved his dilemma with great understanding. "Against such an extremely evil demon, there’s no need to talk about ethics, let’s gang up on him!" With a wave of his hand, all the elders of the Red Sun Sect charged forward. The Red Sun Sect had six Spirit Platform Realm elders; although Fei Tongzhuo was taken out in advance last time, there were still five left. Along with over two hundred Soul Splitting Realm elders and true disciples, this lineup was still very formidable. As they pounced, Brother Cheng immediately felt the profound beauty of death. This feeling was quite overwhelming! However, this Divine-grade Spirit Platform was indeed extraordinarily impressive. Despite being besieged, he actually wasn’t able to die in a short time. Currently at the Spirit Platform Sixth Layer, attacks below the Soul Splitting Realm couldn’t be fatal. And those Spirit Platform Realm elders didn’t dare get too close, as the Spirit Platform would become unstable upon nearing the Divine Soul. While fighting, he unexpectedly entered a blood-soaked War God mode. One Soul Splitting Realm elder after another was casually slain by him, while those Spirit Platform Realm elders kept retreating. Brother Cheng felt like crying but had no tears, he didn’t want to be this exhausted. Thinking about how effortless it was to eliminate those Four Sects back then, just with a summoning talisman, and a single thought from the Three-Eyed Tiger. He didn’t need to exert any effort, just had to watch the big shots perform and then go collect the spoils. Now, after fighting for a quarter hour, he had been attacked hundreds of times, yet stubbornly hadn’t died. At this rate, when would it end? Was it wrong that his power had increased? The previous joy of suddenly advancing to the Spirit Platform Sixth Layer vanished, he wished he was just a Body Tempering Realm weakling who would die with a touch. Could it be that he would win just like this? Did he really single-handedly overturn a sect, relying on the awe-inspiring Divine-grade Spirit Platform? Thinking about it, it seemed... still quite heroic! Perhaps tales would spread in the future of Sect Leader Jiang’s unparalleled might, making seven sorties solo to carve a bloody path and level the Red Sun Sect. Brother Cheng imagined for a moment, and his thoughts quietly shifted. He started to regret charging too far in, as he had already advanced into the depths of the enemy’s mountain gate, where those remaining loose cultivators dared not enter. Such an epic battle without anyone recording it was truly imperfect. "He’s in the heartland!" "Activate the array!" Suddenly, Master Guiyan’s shout echoed. During the battle, he had deliberately lured Jiang Cheng deeper in. Once within a thousand miles of the main peak, it was within the Sect Protection Array’s coverage. In an instant, the Red Sun Sect’s Sect Protection Array activated, and the spirit arrays of various peaks and halls all lit up. Jiang Cheng hadn’t yet reacted when the great array’s remote attacks struck. The Red Sun Sect’s array was Tier Six, gathering the might of a vast sect’s spirit vein, something an individual cultivator couldn’t contend with. Even if a Celestial Fate Realm intruded, they would suffer some injury. The Divine-grade Spirit Platform was strong, but it blocked Divine Soul damage. It couldn’t withstand such inanimate array magic damage, and Jiang Cheng was, after all, at the Spirit Platform Realm. Facing the endless Celestial Fire and the vast expanse of lava, with his spiritual power already severely depleted, he could no longer resist and was ultimately incinerated to nothing. The array fell silent, and the already ravaged Red Sun Sect returned to calm. Everyone was still in a state of shock; Jiang Cheng had been too valiant. Gods stopped were God of Slaughtered, and Buddhas stopped were Buddha of Slaughtered, they had nearly fallen into despair. If it weren’t for the great array, who knows how many would have died. Only after confirming he was truly dead did they breathe a long sigh of relief. Master Guiyan wiped the blood from his body, looking at the devastated landscape and corpses, unable to feel any joy. The losses were too great, in just a quarter-hour of battle, the Red Sun Sect had suffered nearly a thousand casualties. And most of these were elders and true intra-door disciples, the core figures of a sect. "Damn Jiang Cheng!" His eyes were bloodshot, and blood seeped from his clenched teeth. "Damn Duanmu Family, blood debts must be repaid with blood!" "And that Feixian Sect!" "Kill! Kill! Kill!" The remaining disciples howled like a pack of ferocious wolves, vowing to devour the enemy’s flesh and blood. In a soul state, Jiang Cheng looked at them speechlessly. He was obviously the one who attacked the Red Sun Sect, yet somehow they inexplicably turned their hatred towards the Duanmu Family. If Jiang Cheng were a different kind of transmigrator, he would definitely stoke the flames, letting these two forces tear at each other, causing mutual destruction and ultimately reaping the benefits. But the thing is, he didn’t need to be so troublesome right now. After all, with the Undefeated System, attacking head-on himself was more efficient. As expected, the system soon chimed in. "Ding, host has been slain, detecting enemy strength..." To Jiang Cheng, facing this lineup of tens of thousands with a Tier Six array, the system’s best choice would probably still be for the Three-Eyed Tiger to descend. Even though he himself was reluctant to do the same thing every time, was there a better solution at present? Could the system perhaps directly upgrade him to the Celestial Fate Realm? "Ding, the host’s blood-soaked grandeur has moved the War Heroic Souls of the Nine Nether Demons, granting one-time Power of War Soul enhancement, duration 3 minutes." "For 3 minutes, the damage of any of the host’s attacks is increased by 50 times, and defense by 10 times!" What? What’s the Power of War Soul? Jiang Cheng had never heard of it; War Souls were too distant for his level, unreachable without reaching the Saint Realm. Yet, how did he move the heroic souls of the Nine Nether Demons? Blood-soaked battle? Brother actually just wanted to show off, it wasn’t that glorious or heroic! Nonetheless, the result was indeed good. Because he had been so excessively convincing in his performance, he now had 3 minutes of enhanced show-off time. "Ding, host resurrected!" In a flash of light, Brother Cheng resurrected on the spot. Putting on clothes, he felt an explosive surge of power coursing through his body. Regardless of the shock and awe of Guiyan Master and the remaining Red Sun Sect disciples, he charged forward with his sword. "You, how come..." How come you’re not dead? No time to explain, only three minutes! If delayed, wouldn’t he regress and be killed again? Jiang Cheng wasn’t sure what would happen if the system provided a winning strategy and he failed to capture it. Whoosh, the Spirit Sword swung. It was as if a colossal tsunami rose before him. Being already at the Spirit Platform Sixth Layer, this attack power suddenly increased by 50 times, transcending the Celestial Fate Realm. Guiyan Master across couldn’t even let out a cry, feeling like a plank in a hurricane, unable to withstand the tidal onslaught. A sword sweep, and Guiyan Master was shattered on the spot. Indeed, shattered. The power of this sword qi was truly monstrous.